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Chapter 55 Restoration

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"If you fail to repair the Embroidery, Melody, you'll apologize to Suzie in front of everyone," Mrs. Shield declared firmly.

"And I'll assess the actual value of this embroidery. You just need to sign the IOU."

"You must apologize and compensate. Are you willing?" she pressed, her grace as she glanced at the gasping Mr. Shield beside her. "Darling, you're not to compensate for Melody. This is what she deserves!"

undiminished

At such a young age, lying, shifting blame, and talking nonsense-Melody needed a stern lesson.

Melody smirked lightly, taunting, "What if I can restore it perfectly?"

Mrs. Shield sneered, "That's impossible. But if you do repair it well, what do you want? I can grant it."

Melody raised an eyebrow, glancing at the weak Suzanna leaning on Carson's arm. "Anything?"

Mrs. Shield's contemptuous attitude persisted as she nodded smugly, "Yes, anything belonging to the Shield family, I can grant you. But Melody, you're just dreaming..." Ignoring her dismissive tone, Melody turned her cold, noble figure and addressed the watching guests. "Please bear witness."

The crowd, eager to witness the drama unfold, naturally nodded in agreement.

"Mrs. Ingrid, please fetch the embroidery box from the courtyard," Melody instructed calmly.

been shadowing Melody closely since her arrival and was a faithful

She had witnessed Melody

up all night to design

as a gift for

year, at the same time, the young girl would eagerly seek Mrs. Ingrid's opinion. "Do you think Gary will like this pattern?" she inquired. "Gary enjoys boxing, so

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would return with a crestfallen expression. "Does Gary not like it?" she'd lament. "Why does he treat Suzanna better and

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perceived failure to earn her family's approval and affection. Moved by Melody's plight, Mrs. Ingrid sighed softly and gently draped a thin blanket

her.

are too complex to

area was cleared, adorned with an array of embroidery tools collected over

Everything was meticulously prepared.

embroidery sample, its threads

repair, the

settled into her seat with focused precision, threading the needle

in her hands, nearly transparent, glided smoothly like

a luxury beyond measure, were remnants of

who understood the intricacies of embroidery. However, an outsider couldn't resist sneering, "So you think stitching the fabric together qualifies as repair,

her composure,

together, deftly

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